Douluo: Martial Soul Divine Seal Throne, seize the throne Bibi Dong

Rumbling--

Clear sky and thunder.

Sword Douluo fell with a roar.

It was a mediocre sword before.

Suddenly, all the luster faded away, revealing his true nature.

The space was torn apart, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, and everything the sword passed through seemed to be torn apart.

A steady stream of energy is poured into this sword, adding a truly dazzling aspect to this sword.

There were still endless attacks falling in the vertical pupils, but these attacks did not break through the sword energy of Sword Douluo's sword.

It hasn't played any role yet, it just disappears into nothingness.

"old man!"

"You must survive!"

Bone Douluo took Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong and galloped far away.

Feeling the terrifying sword energy erupting behind him, he naturally knew that his old friend had used the strongest sword.

This sword can definitely be said to be the strongest sword in Sword Douluo's life.

With Sword Douluo's current strength of level 96, it would not be a bad idea to defeat a level 97 titled Douluo, or even a level 98 titled Douluo.

With the true integration of man and sword, the soul master and the martial soul will be completely indistinguishable from each other.

Clang——

The sword light rushed towards the golden eyes.

Golden light enveloped the torn sky.

There was golden light in the black, engulfing the clear sky above the dome.

Whether it was Sword Douluo, Tang Hao and Bibi Dong on the other side, or the many soul masters on the battlefield below and the many titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall.

At this moment, no one could clearly see what was happening on the torn sky.

"The heart of the sword, the human sword becomes one!"

"I'm afraid I can only blow up all nine soul rings with this sword, and I have to use the Great Sumeru Hammer to be able to withstand it!"

Tang Hao sighed in his heart.

The attack on Bibi Dong was much slower.

He looked at the torn sky slightly absent-mindedly.

Looking at the disappearing golden eyes, his eyes couldn't help but sparkle.

"With Sword Douluo's level 96 strength, Qian Renyu should be unstoppable when the human sword is combined with this strike."

"But if Sword Douluo can use the most powerful sword in his life, his death will not be unjust!"

Tang Hao thought secretly in his heart.

Thinking of going to liquidate Qian Renyu himself.

Unexpectedly, Sword Douluo took the lead.

Bibi Dong's attack speed on Tang Hao also slowed down a lot at this moment.

He didn't pay too much attention to Tang Hao. Like Tang Hao, he also put a lot of thought into looking at the torn sky.

In his slightly squinted eyes, his hatred burst out without any concealment.

"This sword should be able to kill Qian Renyu!"

"Once he dies here, then I can take back the position of Pope!"

"And this time, I can win all the results and finally regain my position!"

Bibi Dong said coldly in her heart.

Although Qian Renyu is his own flesh and blood.

But they are still like Qian Renyu and Qian Renxue when they were young.

In Bibi Dong's heart, she had no feelings for the two brothers and sisters. Even when Qian Renyu 'died' under Sword Douluo's sword, there were no emotional ripples.

Just when Bibi Dong was thinking this.

The black-gold light in the torn sky began to fade.

What the sky was like before is still what it is like now.

Everyone thought that the golden eyes should completely disappear under Sword Douluo's sword.

At this moment, it is still hanging over high school. The vertical pupils were closed, and no damage could be seen at all.

"Isn't this sword really not enough?"

"It seems that my most powerful sword in this life has still not exceeded the limit of this junior Qian Renyu!"

Sword Douluo was very disappointed and muttered to himself.

The golden eyes did not open again, and Qian Renyu's figure slowly walked out of them.

As Qian Renyu walked out, the golden eyes disappeared.

Standing where his golden eyes were originally, Qian Renyu looked at Sword Douluo's disappointed expression.

Then, the three Bone Douluo people who had already fled far away were heading further away, as well as Qianjun and Demon-Conquering Douluo who were chasing after them.

After sighing slightly, he turned his attention to Sword Douluo again.

"Senior Sword Douluo, you want to cut off their queen with this sword, but your idea is ruined."

"This sword of yours still can't defeat my move!"

Qian Renyu said calmly.

There are two great ministers going to hunt down Ning Fengzhi and the others.

Two level 96 titled Douluo, and they are brothers who have worked together for many years.

There was only one Bone Douluo, but there was no way to guarantee that Ning Fengzhi and the others would be safe and sound.

Rather than going after Ning Fengzhi and the other three in person, Qian Renyu was more focused on Sword Douluo at this time.

I personally faced Sword Douluo's strongest sword once.

More or less, Qian Renyu felt that his understanding of killing had reached a higher level.

Sword Douluo's aura was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

The two slashes of gods and demons almost drained all the soul power from his body, leaving not even a trace of remaining energy.

After this sword strike, he could have used his remaining strength to speed up and pull himself away from the battlefield.

With no remaining strength, Sword Douluo didn't think he could escape from Qian Renyu.

but……

Ning Fengzhi and the other three were able to escape far away safely.

In my heart, I am already very satisfied.

"This sword has indeed failed to break your limit!"

"I have been in the world of soul masters for decades, and I have never seen anyone as talented as you!"

"Your talent is probably even more terrifying than that of your grandfather. You have already reached the title of Douluo at a young age, and you can survive even my strongest sword blow."

"In the future, you may really be able to reach heights that even your grandfather couldn't reach!"

Sword Douluo said calmly.

Looking at Qian Renyu's extremely young face at this time.

For no reason, Sword Douluo felt very complicated inside.

Looking further out from the corner of his eyes, he looked at Ning Fengzhi and the others who were once again bursting with speed as Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo chased them.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of what Qian Renyu had just said.

Are you really on the wrong team?

Sword Douluo was a little thoughtful, but did not think too much about this matter.

Gathering away all his thoughts, Sword Douluo looked at Qian Renyu with renewed fighting spirit and said in a low voice:

"Although I didn't break your sword, I have made other discoveries and insights!"

"Qian Renyu, your move of Brahma's Eye does not seem to have reached your strongest point. The moment the sword and man merge into one, I can feel that your limit is not just that!"

"Since I'm staying here, I'm already prepared to die in the end. How about I show you, the youngest titled Douluo in history, the most powerful attack you can do?!"

Qian Renyu stood in mid-air.

Listening to Sword Douluo's soft words, he saw the look of determination in Sword Douluo's eyes.

"Senior Sword Douluo, I have just said that I will give you the most honorable method of death!"

"Since you have the idea of ​​​​witnessing my strongest attack, then I will grant you your wish!"

Qian Renyu replied calmly.

While whispering, Qian Renyu raised the sword of doom and killing in his hand.

A cold voice came out from the gap between his lips: "The brand of the throne, the beauty of a moment!" (End of this chapter)